Having fun today at the #Peepshow.
The bad news is, the peep is fining me an extra 25% for all of my no-call/no-shows, this past week. The good news is, my new Forever Lazy is a huge hit.
I gave a really good #peepshow to a guy, just now. He went into the shop and bought me some new nipple rings to replace the one I just lost. Kind of flamboyant but I’ll wear them to show off! I just love presents.
This Isn't On-Demand, Bitch
Custy: I want a girl who will piss.
Me: Oh, a piss show? Sure! I don't have to go right now but buy me a bottled water ($1) and I'll be ready soon.
Custy: Well... Let me think about it.
Me: While you're thinking, I could be drinking water and preparing myself.
Custy: I just want to think about it first.
Me: You must not want it too badly, then.
Peepin’ with the pervs tonight! My timing is stellar, having taken the one night off that happens to be the biggest, most random blackout Southern California has seen in recent history. I had opted to switch days and come in tonight, being the only girl on schedule (Friday’s regular model was hosting a bestie’s bachelorette party). My original plan had been to take my own Bestie for a salon-date but alas, she and I struggled with traffic, instead.
But it had freed up my Friday! I’ve been anxious to try my first weekend shift alone for “Couples’ Night”. I’ve found couples here to be quite friendly and lucrative. A good couple is a minimum $50 show and if their especially kind, the tips can be fantastic, ranging from $20 to $60 for a ten-minute show. Sure, I’ll watch you suck your BF/Husband/Fuck-Buddy/One-Night-Stand off! I’m especially pleased when the woman is the one to have made the suggestion to take the show. Makes for a smoother time, all around.
Tonight’s couples seem to be hesitant and younger. Not so many older, more seasoned exhibitionists. I’m relying on a steady stream of out-of-town business men an a few curious young guys. Tips are decent. Not a bad night.
Glad I left the house.
Vice is SO hot, in this town! They are up in everybody’s shit! They just strolled right through, checking the booths for who knows what. I’m the only girl on shift and they still grilled me. They asked for my license and ID (which I carry on me every single shift). My license says I work at another (more popular) peep in town and the officer even reminded me to change it so it can be “current”! Seriously, they are way too vigilant in this town.
I’m glad I magically forgot my toy collection, this evening. Another woman working here informed me that technically, by law, toys are prohibited in shows or on display in our booths. I was shocked that even behind glass and isolated from public view, I’m still not legally permitted to give penetration shows. I’ve decided that if I were ever caught and ticketed, I would try to challenge it under the premise that I use them for fetish play. I carry a strap-on, just in case.
Every little bit helps on a slow night at the peepshow. It was so dead, I even considered heading out two hours before my shift would have been up (which is now, actually) but thankfully, I held out. I’m certainly less cold from having been moving about in my little booth. I’m going to drink a bit more coffee and muscle through my next two hours. Maybe I’ll push past the bill I’ve cleared, so far.
